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how to love and give all praises to our maker till the earth fall,
Then mama married a muslim when I was 12 and that transition was the worst y'all,
I
the rough ain't gon miss out
You got me falling for your love in the mix now
Babygirl I'm on it (On it)
Girl you got my number you should call it (Call it)
the kingdom I won't let em in
It ain't about the kingdom
I don't wanna talk na na na na na na
Tell me if you doing work for the kingdom
Then how you ever gone
the last time I did this?) Hmm, not since our wedding shower
I got home and I was greeted by the fact we'd been deleted
I was someone that my wife
blame yourself, now)
How can we not talk about family
When family's all that we got?
Everything I went through you were
Standing there by my side
And now
'm from, action is first and talk is second
I'm sharp like the blade in the logo of Rawkus Records
New York's infected, niggaz beefin' on the mix-tape
Got
where you living, how you feeling
What you love and who you'll be if
You can make it out your hell
I see you at the bus stop, looking
At the sidewalk,
it's been a long day
And I got a lot to say
I'm just tryna find my way home
Back to the blankets and the wine by the fire
While we talk about our
between Saturday and Sunday (Sunday)
Maybe we can call this day our super fun day (Fun day)
After that I'll make ya
Love it, live it, take it slow (Yea,
and pray
Thank him for my life when I kneel and pray
And I go about my day
Have you ever got your dreams crushed by the ones that you say you love
Have you
and heal
Cause I'm so sick of everything I'm going through
I don't wanna talk about it every-time I think of you
Think about our memories like baby I've been
give her game proper
Spit it so she'll get it
There she is I got to stop her
Or should I talk about her smile? (It's been said before)
Or what
down
You know I get up, you know I get up, nose down
The Hollywood talk, the Hollywood walk
That dirty dirty talk
That's what I'm talking about
She don't
So yes I, whoa yes I, yes I'm in love with the girl
I talk about being caught off guard
Talk about an old boy falling hard
Think about a few weeks
tell
I don't talk about the streams or the fans that I got
Cause my receipts, speak for itself
Speak for myself
When I say that I will kill
Always down for anything you are tryin' to do
Talk about subjects that interest you
If you had a long day go ahead and vent
Yes, I live at home, but don't
’m talking the max
Cause you're my poison that’s dressed in black, yeah
Time goes by when I'm thinking about you
Sick and tired of thinking about you
Every
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
like her shape
Plus she taste like a grape
I love who love me
And my heart got no hate
Gotta eat by myself
No you can't get a plate
Niggas still trynna
And just a little talk with Jesus made me whole
Now let us have a little talk with Jesus
Let us tell Him all about our troubles
He will hear our
Established it on our own
When that line had to be drawn
And that line is what we reached
So remember me when I'm gone
How could we not talk about family
When
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I
see you
By my side (Why)
I know your love changes by the seasons
Hot then freezing
Let's get even so (Why did I let you go)
I heard they talk your talk
in the leg
Shouts to our fallen, I ball till I fall, and
The neighbors don't talk 'cause the neighbors are scared
A white girl, a black girl, a hell
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